Be Strong, Believe

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Anyhow, WELCOME.
Don't be shy. Cause I'm not. heh D:

I thought I saw the bumble bee.

Ah well. It's gonna be just you and me.
Ready?

Stay put where you are. Keep your soul and keep your heart. I'm loving y o u.

The world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here.

Hello, I am Jessica.
D Q P S
Z H O N G H U A
T P Design

I -
do F a s h i o n related work/studies.
have a MAJOR CRUSH/INTEREST/FLING with branding and marketing related works/studies
am an art person. maybe has a flair but the talent is shaky and unstable. but recognises the depth of personal potential for arts. (:

I'm kinda brilliant. Mental note that aights? (:

Loves: Almost everyone.
Hates: Nothing really. Until you really know me i guess. (:

Jess kinda rocks; like big time ._.

eve of september.
2:45 AM Thursday, August 31, 2006

i realised. i am not as positive as i think i am. or so i feel.

friends are lies.

hugs given/ recieved today: Joyce, Carolyn, Valerie, Tricia, Yan Yu and Aik Hong.

hands shook : Miss Ting, Mrs Ngiam, Mr Kelvin Tan, Mr Ng Tiam Sheng, Mr Edward Wong and Mr Lim Yong Khern.

LOL. Mrs Ngiam initiated to shake hands with me and wished me Happy Teachers' Day when I was supposed to be the one doing that. and her handshake was strong and warm. =)

you know the teachers got to walk through the middle of the hall and split up to sit at either side of hall? i was standing at the left side of the corridor right outside the hall, and Mr Lim was walking to his seat which apparently is at the left side. His face was as per normal, stoned and serious. then he spotted me. and he gave that O.O and jaws-dropped expression. WAHA. then he grinned at me.

that's the reason why he is my favourite teacher. because he remembers me. and i never fails to surprise him or agitate him. ( he loves to give me that fake hantam me action whenever i shoot him. )

wondering what was my reaction to his acknowledgement? i smirked. haha. dont ask me why. i just did. =)

cried and grew.

Let it all go, the life that you know, just to bring it down alive
Put your heart here. D E P O S I T

We have soul, though not all are soldiers.
In memory. Let's try tracing back history and continue to make wonderful history worthy of mention.
Call the police. They are helpful though they sound sick of the world. (: They may just keep you safe.